THE BATTLE OF THE LABYRINTH Percy Jackson ... - No one's invited.

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Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html Ethan turned toward me, his eye patch blending in with the shadows on his face. His expression was something like pity. “I told you not to spare me, Percy. ‘An eye for an eye.’You ever hear that saying? I learned what it means the hard way—when I discovered my godly parent. I’m the child of Nemesis, Goddess of Revenge. And this is what I was made to do.” He turned toward the dais. “I renounce the gods! What have they ever done for me? I will see them destroyed. I will serve Kronos.” The building rumbled. A wisp of blue light rose from the floor at Ethan Nakamura’s feet. It drifted toward the coffin and began to shimmer, like a cloud of pure energy. Then it descended on the sarcophagus. Luke sat bolt upright. His eyes opened, and they were no longer blue. They were golden, the same color as the coffin. The hole in his chest was gone. He was complete. He leaped out of the coffin with ease, and where his feet touched the floor, the marble froze like craters of ice. He looked at Ethan and thetelekhines withhtose horrible golden eyes, as if he were a newborn baby, not sure what he was seeing. Then he looked at me, and a smile of recognition crept across his mouth. “This body has been well prepared.” His voice was like a razor blade running over my skin. It was Luke’s, but not Luke’s.underneath his voice was another, more horrible sound—an ancient, cold sound like metal scraping against rock. “Don’t you think so, Percy Jackson?” I couldn’t move. I couldn’t answer. Kronos threw back his head and laughed. The scar on his face rippled. “Luke feared you,” the Titan’s voice said. “His jealously and hatred have been powerful tools. It has kept him obedient. For that I thank you.” Ethan collapsed in terror. He covered his face with his hands. Thetelekhines trembled, holding up the scythe. Finally I found my nerve. I lunged at the thing that used to be Luke, thrusting my blade straight at his chest, but his skin deflected the blow like he was made of pure steel. He looked at me with amusement. Then he flicked his hand, and I flew across the room. I slammed against a pillar. I struggled to my feet, blinking the stars out of my eyes, but Kronos had already grasped the handle of his scythe. “Ah…much better,” he said. “Backbiter, Luke called it.An appropriate name.now that it is re-forged completely, it shall indeedbite back .” “What have you done to Luke?” I groaned. Kronos raised his scythe. “He serves me with his whole being, as I require. The difference is,he feared you, Percy Jackson. I do not.” That’s when I ran. There wasn’t even any thought to it. No debate in my mind about—gee, should I
Generated by ABC Amber LIT Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abclit.html stand up to him and try to fight again? Nope, I simply ran. But my feet felt like lead. Time slowed down around me, like the world was turning to Jell-O. I’d had this feeling once before, and I knew it was the power of Kronos. His presence was so strong it could bend time itself. “Run, little hero,” he laughed. “Run!” I glanced back and saw him approaching leisurely, swinging his scythe as if he were enjoying the feel of having it in his hands again. No weapon in the world could stop him. No amount of celestial bronze. He was ten feet away when I heard, “PERCY!” Rachel’s voice. Something flew past me, and a blue plastic hairbrush hit Kronos in the eye. “Ow!” he yelled. For a moment it was only Luke’s voice, full of surprise and pain. My limbs were freed and I ran straight into Rachel, Nico, and Annabeth, who were standing in the entry hall, their eyes filled with dismay. “Luke?” Annabeth called. “What—” I grabbed her by the shirt and hauled her after me. I ran as fast as I’ve ever run, straight out of the fortress. We were almost back to the Labyrinth entrance when I heard the loudest bellow in the world—the voice of Kronos, coming back into control.“AFTER THEM!” “No!” Nico yelled. He clapped his hands together, and a jagged spire of rock the size of an eighteen-wheeler erupted from the ground right in front of the fortress. The tremor it caused was so powerful the front columns of the building came crashing down. I heard muffled screams from the telekhines inside. Dust billowed everywhere. We plunged into the Labyrinth and kept running, the howl of the Titan lord shaking the entire world behind us. SEVENTEEN THE LOST GOD SPEAKS We ran until we were exhausted. Rachel steered us away from traps, but we had no destination in mind—onlyaway from that dark mountain and the roar of Kronos. We stopped in a tunnel of wet white rock, like part of a natural cave. I couldn’t hear anything behind us, but I didn’t feel any safer. I could still remember those unnatural golden eyes staring out of Luke’s face, and the feeling that my limbs were slowly turning to stone.
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